In My Little Corner
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers; Oscar Hammerstein II



I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand in my way

In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open it's arms to me

I'm a young Egyptian princess
Or a milkmaid
I'm the greatest prima donna in the land
I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms in Japan

I'm a girl men go mad for
Love's a game I can play
With a cool and confidant kind of aire
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

...I can be whatever I want to be
I'm a thief from Calcutta
I'm a queen in Peru
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress on an African safari!
It's a dang'rous type of sport
And yet it's fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun
I am lost in the jungle
All alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair

In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wing of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open it's arms to me
I am in the royal palace
Of all places!
I am chatting with the prince
And king, and queen
And the color of my two stepsisters' faces
Is a queer sort of sour apple green
I am coy and flirtatious when alone with the prince
A-hahahaha! Oh, my Your Highness, you shouldn't say such things!!
I'm the Belle of the Ball in my own little corner
All alone in my own little chair
Fol-de-rol and fiddle-dee-dee
Fiddle-dee-faddle-dee-fawdle
All the wishes in all the world
Are poppy cot and twaut
Fol-de-rol and fiddle-dee-dee
Fiddle-dee-faddle-dee-foodle
All the dreamers in all the world
Are dizzy in the noodle!